ANASTASIA’S POV

I stood in the dimly lit warehouse, my arms crossed as I observed the workers finishing up their tasks for the evening. My gaze landed on Michael, one of my more efficient employees, as he approached me.

"Everything is set, boss. The inventory check is complete, and the shipments are ready to go first thing tomorrow," he reported.

I nodded in approval. "Good. Make sure the security detail is doubled for the night. I don’t want any surprises. Keep me updated if anything changes."

"Will do. Safe travels, ma’am."

I glanced at my wristwatch and nearly cursed. I only had an hour left to get back home. If...